• I hold on so nervously
    To me and my drink
    I wish it was cooling me
    But so far, has not been good
    It’s been shitty
    And I feel awkward, as I should
    This club has got to be
    The most pretentious thing
    Since I thought you and me
    Well I am imagining
    A dark lit place
    Or your place or my place

    Well I’m not paralyzed
    But, I seem to be struck by you
    I want to make you move
    Because you’re standing still
    If your body matches
    What your eyes can do
    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you

    I hold out for one more drink
    Before I think
    I’m looking too desperately
    But so far has not been fun
    I should just stay home
    If one thing really means one
    This club will hopefully
    Be closed in three weeks
    That would be cool with me
    Well I’m still imagining
    A dark lit place
    Or your place or my place

    Well, I’m not paralyzed
    But, I seem to be struck by you
    I want to make you move
    Because you’re standing still
    If your body matches
    What your eyes can do
    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you

    We’ll, I’m not paralyzed
    But, I seem to be struck by you
    I want to make you move
    Because you’re standing still
    If your body matches
    What your eyes can do
    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you

    I’m not paralyzed
    But, I seem to be struck by you
    I want to make you move
    Because you’re standing still
    If your body matches
    What your eyes can do
    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you

    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you

    You’ll probably move right through
    Me on my way to you